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Just A Dream

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Reads 141
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Parts 7
Time 45m

sad-lil-shortcake

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I never knew this would happen.. How could I have known?
But..
I like it. I finally have a place where I belong. I have friends who wont leave. I have a family.
But everything good always comes with a price, and what a price this is.
The last thing I truly remember from my time there.. was.. Ṱ̷̻̪̈́͜h̸̝̣͇̽ȅ̷͙́͘ ̵̮̲̥̲̂͋̍͛́A̸̛̖̬̥͊́͂̅c̸̘͈̾̉ç̸̡̘̹͎͑͂͒̇́i̶̳͉͉̞͆̌̊̀d̵̰͔̠̙͒̓̏̀͜͝e̴̜̙̺̓̉̈́̐͜n̷̞̓̕ţ̶̘̀̇̓..
I'm here now. And I'm here forever.
I'm never going back. Not today, not tomorrow, not ten years from now. THIS is my home now.

Goodbye, I'm gone.

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[T/W]: Anxiety, Derealization, Mentions of Suicide and Murder, Mild GoreAll Rights Reserved

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Mission: Sanity (Au Sans x Insane! Shapeshifting! Reader) by Golden_Swords

"You're a nobody!" "Go die in Hell!" "It's the insane slut!" "Don't hurt me," After being forced to watch all your siblings burn to death, by your aunt and uncle you have never left your room. One day will you sit in your room and cry, something pulls you from the safety of this world of this. Many skeletons stood over your shoulder watching you. But they no nothing about you and your past. What happens when the Sans' fall for you and maybe you even fall for a couple of them? Do you let them see the true you? Or lock it away so nobody can find it ever again? Find out in 'Mission: Sanity' Warning this book countians cussing, strong violence, suicidal actions, and NO lemons (Eww! I don't do that stuff you filthy sinners). Also a lot of gore. ||Started: 7/29/17|| ||Ended: 4/5/19||

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Untitled Fears by Liv1844

I was close to dying if not from my sister. I went from bitches at school to my alcoholic, addict abusing mother. Then my best friend decided he wanted stop be part of the crew that cries for me to give me another reason to live. I didn't want another one but...it feels nice. Warning: This is rated MATURE for a reason. Mentions of cutting, abuse, alcoholism, bullying, gayness, and Gacha pictures because they help me visualize my characters better. If any of these things make you uncomfortable, get the hell away from my story, no one said you had to sit here and read this. I am not a professional writer but I did try with what my pain and emotions gave me. The entirety of the story is explained over time so if you want to sit and read, be my guest. Our protagonist is Ryan and let's just say he's gonna go through hell and back.

The attic window by sammy_in_space

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I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.

I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy by Beautiful_Tragedy8

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Give me shelter by SabastianStefano

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